Imaginary Friends

There are a group of people who feel like friends, although I have never met them. Most of them I have never spoken to and some, I have never even e-mailed. These are the people whose writing I have read on the internet for years. I know their children's names and ages, what they like to eat for breakfast, often what scares them and what they love. I know more about some of these people than I do about the people I know in "real" life.

Perhaps this is why I am so incredibly saddened by the death of Vicki Forman's son. You can find her writing, her life, her story here.